The thing about living a quarter of the world away from home is that every time I say goodbye to someone I love in the States, I have to remind myself that there’s a chance that this is the last time. It’s one of those emotional realities you have to subscribe to when you live like this.

My dentist said that there was a complication with my wisdom teeth extraction, which is why he had to amputate my legs. He said that teeth are a lot like icebergs – there was a lot more you didn’t see beneath the surface. “You saw Titanic,” my dentist said, “so you know.” He told me […]